...and, a friend with a certification in personal fitness and an interest in bellydance.

It would also seem that I have a penchant for masochistic behavior.

Today we traded a private bellydance lesson for a personal fitness session complete with yoga mats, a big red ball (FUN), and torture devices similar to giant rubber bands. I learned a move on The Big Red Ball that made me sweat in under 20 seconds. ...and I laughed while doing it.

I figured I should write my blog entry now, before I lose the ability to lift my arms. Thanks, Kim!